NEW YEAR'S IN BATH
Dearest reader,
Word has reached my ears of a certain enchanting city that has left even the most seasoned travellers quite undone — Bath.
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New Year, birthday vibes, and all the celebrations rolled into one—because yes, I’m a New Year’s baby! We stayed at the incredible Gainsborough Bath Spa, home to its very own natural hot springs.
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Absolutely mind-blowingly incredible. Rooftop views that made us gasp, watching people—absolute legends—brave the freezing spring baths. Me? Nope. I was very happy sipping my champagne and living vicariously.
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Ringing in the New Year with the Bath Cathedral glowing behind us—yes, it was very wet, but that didn’t stop the fireworks from lighting up the sky.
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Birthday drinks kicked off at the Royal Crescent Hotel—fancy, frothy, and oh-so-Bath.
Sunday roast followed with a view of the Pulteney Weir (yes, the one everyone Instagram-stalks), and for dessert, the iconic Sally Lunn’s buns—soft, buttery, utterly moreish, and unforgettable.
We even managed to squeeze in a late birthday dinner at a mind-blowingly good Sri Lankan spot—because, let’s be honest, we absolutely cannot see my birthday out (and the first day of the year) without a proper curry—Oliver definitely wouldn’t survive otherwise!
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Absolutely the perfect end to an yet another unforgettable birthday–New Year mash-up.
Reader, be warned: one does not simply visit Bath — one falls headfirst into its spell.
With love
Mel x
